Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1887-08-24
to wear her winsome smile, though the
old father lay in the chHrchyard on the

! to wear her winsome smile, though tn,
old father lay in the chHrchyard on th'
hill.
She still stayed at the lonely farm, will
, only a hand to help her inits Management
but the house was to have new maste
, ere the summer came again.
It was early springtime now, and tht
, grass was growing green, and the tiny
. garden was sweet with primroses anc
Wallflowers, while about the porch crep
the sweet scented jessimine and budding
brier.
There Maggy loitered with her lover ir
the golden twilight, and snow white
dove flew circling round their heads, OF
perched amid the opening leaves in the
porch.
The strange fair visitant of that stormy
night still fingered, and Maggy had grown
to love the creature with rare deep ten.
derness.
Perhaps the loneliness made her more
imaginative, more dreamy, for sweet
poetic fancy. had taken possession of the
girls mind.
The bird had flown to her breast at the
very hour her father,s SOtif had taken
flight, and to her loving, half remorseful
heart it seemed as though his spirit had
come in this gentle guise to tell her of his
forgiveness and his love.
The long rays of the setting sun slanted
across the valley and touched with light
here and there the distant hills, and CLINT
ed upon the churchyard where slept the
last of her kindred, and the girls eyes
followed them and filled with tears.
"Tell me once more what he said at the
very, very end, Ralph, DEAR" she whis-
pered, and the lad repeated the old mans
dying words very. softly as he drew his
She smiled, though the tears still trick
led down her cheeks. "And you risked
your life for his, my darling, and he sent
his blessing. To think it should have come
just in the very hour he died !" she said,
and she held out her finger for the gentle
dove to come to her and it nestled to her
heart.
Ralph watched her reverently. 1t was
pretty fancy, but he did not credit it
himself; only, it pleased her, and he was
not going to be the one to say a word
against what she found comfort in-and
folks did say there was something queer
about pigeons. It was we'll known white
one flying about a strange house meant
death, and maybe, after all, this one was q
kind of godsend to the lassie's sore and
lonely heart.
Whether there was anything in Maggy's
fancy or not, one more strange thing hap
pened.
AS she came out of the old church on her
happy bridal morn she passed the place
where her father lay.
The sunlight fell on the newly set up
gravestone that marked the place, and
tinged with gold the feathers of snowy
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as she gaZed, and never more in answer to
her loving call came Maggy's dear and
snow white bird.
Whence it came and whittier it went she
never knew, but to her happy faith there
was no trouble in the problem. 1t was a
heaven sent messenger, she held, and why
should it have fingered when its work was
done?
Foolish her trust might be, but wiser
ones may envy it when their loved ones
20 into the silent land, and when to them
no messenger of peace brings tidings Of
forgiveness and of hope, and envying Mag
gy may dream that in the girlish fancy
was perchance germ of truth. Belgravia.
CHANCES IN L1FE.-This1 Is a good age
to be born in; the infant of to-day whose
life is prolonged to the allotted term will
see more wonders than any OF his prede-
cessors have seen, and if the world contin-
ues to progress as fast as it has been pro-
crossing during the past seventy years the
opportunities will be before him of for
tunate career. He will be in larger
sphere and under greater responsibilities,
but the more that is required of him the
stronger will be his power of achievement.
Men always rise to the occasion. If any
work is to be accomplished, somebody is
sure to come forward and take it in hand.
No matter how arduous the undertaking,
if it is within the scope of human proWess
it's completion will not be suffered to fail.
1t may be hindered, thwarted, misdirect-
ed, but in the end it will be successful.
Rivalry is the powerful motor by which
great enterprises are impelled, and the
zeal with which men are competing with
others for the foremost places in the do
main of industry and of art makes the con-
test for superiority intensely exciting
| Everybody wants to be in it; to stay out Is
to be lost sight of. And so year by year
multitudes of new aspirants are entering
the lists; the strife for position is increas-
ing, and the results of the honorable emu
lation are exceedingly beneficial.